trouble
 作词 : cityboymoe/Max Beecher
 作曲 : cityboymoe/Max Beecher
[Verse 1]
Drivin' through the city, sky navy
I can (?)
(?)
She ain't met a nigga this wavy
She know I'm havin' plenty
Lotta smoke, lotta smoke for my baby
I ain't shed a tear since I was 18
I had to make this song, felt like I'm Jay-Z
Trap boys, dealers, scammers, they all broski's (tied in)
I grew up on the block you know it's crazy
Gotta watch back my cuz maybe... (Never know...)
You never know who hate me
But **** that, man I'm livin' in my day dream
I don't know her name, I think its Stacy
I tell her what I want and she say "Say please"
I'm tryin' to show you somethin', she say "Take me"


[Chorus]
She say "I'm trouble"
"I won't have you bursting my bubblе"
It's the way that your dress hug
It's subtle
I would put you abovе all
I'm tryna give you trouble
There's a queue for you just like the lunch hall
If I had you, I wouldn't fumble
I would put you above all

[Verse 2]
In my city I was forced to survive
I just woke up to a bachelor life
If its good I'm coming back, twice
Won't know when to hit, I'm going back to Dubai
Baby girl, who told you I'm shy?
Bank roll city status, high
Tired of this shit, I'm looking for my wife
All I need is one, one girl I like

[Chorus 2]
She say "I'm trouble"
"I won't have you bursting my bubble"
It's the way that your dress hug
It's subtle
I would put you above all
I'm tryna give you trouble
There's a queue for you just like the lunch hall
If I had you, I wouldn't fumble
I would put you above all